Well, I might try something involving someone else than me.Originally Posted by Kim
When I was on my European tour we stood in Berlin. There was this man called Ralf the Pirate. He took us to his place where he offered his stories, his jovial company, food and weed. He's right hand was deformed stump with a tiny deformed hook-like thumb. It was his pirate hand that he used to use when he was hitchhiking through the Caribbian isles he seemed to love. His house was filled with pirate stuff. It was kinda cute how someone in their fifties can make a dwarfed hand look like to be his thing.
